getting out of the halloween costume

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric lead Athelstan to his own room, rather than via the door to the spaces they share. It isn't overly large compared to Athelstan and Ragnar's part of the suite - a bed, a small wash room and a large wardrobe for all his things. But in the corner by the narrow window seat sits a harpsichord, resplendent in polished dark wood.

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[thewidewideworld]

"Just so. His father intends that Yan will become ambassador after him and will, I think. He is wise, shrewd and softly spoken but lonely."

[athelstanthescribe]

"It's a hard thing to be lonely", he says quietly. "And if he has little interest in sexual pleasure, he would not be hurrying to find a wife."

Because then he'd be expected to get her pregnant.

[thewidewideworld]

"He may be a by blow of a lesser branch, but he is still of royal blood. He would not get to choose his own bride. Nor is he likely to meet her before the wedding." He shakes his head sadly. "The ways of his court are not always kind."

[athelstanthescribe]

"He might be lucky in her all the same. Sometimes these arranged marriages turn out very well."

[thewidewideworld]

"I hope so, for his sake. He deserves to be happy." There's something wistful in Sinric's tone.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Perhaps you'll go back to see him from time to time, when you're wandering", Athelstan suggests. "Find out for yourself how he is."

[thewidewideworld]

"Or perhaps he will find me. As an ambassador, he will travel just as wide as I." He rests his head on Athelstan's shoulder. "It will be a marvel to see his lands."

[athelstanthescribe]

"It will", he says, and it's his turn to be a bit wistful. "A chance very few have had."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric turns to cup Athelstan's cheek, kissing him sweetly. "If the door will allow, I will bring you with me on my travels. Share with you distance lands and great adventures."

[athelstanthescribe]

"I do hope it will. I always wanted to see the world."

[thewidewideworld]

"We will travel together." He promises, kissing Athelstan again.

{ooc: shall we fade there?}

[athelstanthescribe]

[ooc: works for me!]